I am a Christian, wife, mother of 3 sons, Electrical Manager, thinker, blogger, and lover of chocolate who loves to write about life, family, and current event.
Know What You Are Getting Before You Say I Do
Ladies, we must stop with the Prince Charming formula when looking to be married. Life is not Cinderella or any of the other fantasy stories we read and watch as little girls. Stop looking for the superficial things (looks and charm). Stop giving up the cookie to early. Learn that we teach people how to treat us.
The First Time I Meet My Dad
My mother and father did not have this great love story. They were two attractive young people having a great time together, but by early 1972, the fun was over. My mother found herself in a doctor's office feeling ill. To her surprise, they had been so careful; she was pregnant with me.
My Road to Motherhood
The journey to becoming a mother can be difficult for black women. In my culture, women don’t talk much about infertility. The old myth that stems from slavery that African American women are more capable of having children because of the shape of their hips is false. According to womenheathmag.com, 12% of all women up to the age of 44 are affected by infertility, and African American women are twice as likely to experience it than Caucasian women. I m an African American woman in that 12%.
I am not a Daddy's girl
Secret Out When I was a very young girl, I wondered why my dad didn't love me the way he loved my little sister. He would pick her up and play with her(spinning her around and around). He had a cute name for her. When he saw her, the biggest smile would appear on his face. She was the center of his joy. He would do anything for her.
The Grandparents There were three weeks I anticipated as a child. My summers were great. God blessed me with grandparents (my mother's mother and stepfather). They had a way of making me feel safe and loved. Those weeks produced some of the best memories of my life.